In the cellars of the night, when the mind starts moving around old trunks of bad times, the pain of this and the shame of that, the memory of a small boldness is a hand to hold. — John Leonard Copy Share Image
Isn't it amazing the way the future succeeds in creating an appropriate past? — John Leonard Copy Share Image
“For Pol Pot, as for every other kamikaze of Kingdom Come, "the goal was not to destroy but to transmute." We have heard this… — John Leonard Copy Share Image
In the cellars of the night, when the mind starts moving around old trunks of bad times, the pain of this and the shame… — John Leonard Copy Share Image
“Isn't post-modernism really one big cover-up for the failure of the French to write a truly interesting novel ever since a sports car ate… — John Leonard Copy Share Image
“I was going to suggest some hard-won guidelines for responsible reviewing. For instance: First, as in Hippocrates, do no harm. Second, never stoop to… — John Leonard Copy Share Image
“Books are where we go alone to complicate ourselves. Inside this solitude, we take on contours, textures, perspectives. Heightened language levitates the reader. Great… — John Leonard Copy Share Image
Aspiring to a souffle, he achieves a pancake at which the reader saws without much appetite. — John Leonard Copy Share Image
“It seems to me that my whole life I've been standing on some tower or a pillbox or a trampoline, waving the names of… — John Leonard Copy Share Image
The rich are different from you and me because they have more credit. — John Leonard Copy Share Image
